Fifteen more minutes
Of eternity frozen
In amber paper
Tag Archives: Poetry
A Story in Ink
With each pen stroke
A future is shaped.
Emotion or motion –
A story begins
In ink:
An image
Or a word.
Through art,
The heart
Is heard.
A Chorus of Contradictions
They ask you to show that 1 + 1 = 3,
Using theorems to prove it
And explaining seriously,
And they wonder why the world
Can’t live in harmony?
You’re a Different Person Now
You’re a different person now.
I understand that
Conceptually.
But when I look at your face,
I see the person I knew,
A person who’s no longer
Entirely you.
And I can’t treat you
Like a stranger off the street,
Someone I’ve never met.
So how can I meet you
When I can’t forget?
Books
My nemesis is my true love(s)
Who holds me in its sway
No matter how I fight
Or resist its call
Eventually, I obey.
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